Category Archives: Mom of girls

Sometimes you get home late on a Friday after being out of town for work all week. There’s dishes in the sink. Not really sure when the dryer lint trap was last cleaned. Pretty sure the vacuum was used beyond … Continue reading →

I tell you the truth, if you had faith even as small as a mustard seed, you could say to this mountain, “Move from here to there,” and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you. Matthew 17:20 Mustard … Continue reading →

90 Days. The early morning text from my husband, followed by a picture of his 90 day chip. I haven’t been counting the days this time. I’ve counted them every time. I always have to start over. If I don’t … Continue reading →

It can’t be coincidence that Jenny Simmons published two books, in two years, both at a time when I needed to hear the exact words she wrote. About a year ago, I was reading The Road to Becoming and learning … Continue reading →

My baby went to her first formal tonight. We did makeup at Sephora (they’re amazing btw)… Hair at Cosmetique (even more amazing!) Went home and she got all dressed up. And I’m sitting here … Continue reading →

The girls are off to winter retreat with our church youth group which means it’s just me and Buddy until 3:00 tomorrow. I can’t remember the last time I had the house to myself for 22 hours. Yes. I … Continue reading →

I am so excited for my friend, Stacy! Today is release day for her new book, Devotions from the Front Porch. I’ve had it for a couple of weeks and it quickly became my new favorite morning read! I fell … Continue reading →

A year ago today, I had gotten home from leaving Rob at the hospital, slept for two hours, showered, changed and headed back to the hospital. Left Alex and Savannah sleeping, because I was too tired to deal with getting … Continue reading →

So remember last week when I sliced my toe open but worked out anyway? Apparently I misjudged how much blood I lost and my tennis shoe ended up becoming a chew toy for my fur baby, Buddy. I am currently still … Continue reading →

I know. There are so many things you want to know about my toes. I want to tell you everything. But I’ll stick to the most important things tonight. I hate my left little toe. I mean. I must. It … Continue reading →